Coca ine

White Lady, magic dust, you left my heart wounded, you left my nose broken. Endless hours of sleep for you I lost... moments... family... loves... friends... A gram of you can weigh so much on my broken and weak body. White Lady, you chain me like Prometheus to the abyss of madness and take me to the dark and gloomy valleys on a sea of ​​dopamine. Your selfish and false friendship was fleeting, and you left me destroyed and lost. My serotonin levels collapsed, leading me to despair. My soul traveled hand in hand with you, through a gloomy, leafless forest... my lost gaze did not rise from the ground. But in some eyes, eyes, I saw my reflection, I saw my overwhelmed being... I imagined a tear in my mother's eyes, that has fallen down her cheeks. Today I fight to forget you. You left my being empty, but I am grateful to you for bringing me here: because I can see despite you, that my soul accompanies me in this dark tunnel of yours. I see a small light in the distance, announcing hope. So now I say goodbye to you, because even though it's still far away, that light is the way out to a new life.